Chapter 1490

Falling, falling all the time, as if there was no end

Suddenly, "Hua la la la", consciousness suddenly returned. Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly opened, but he was covered by a piece of blue sky to the extreme.

Yang Junshan suddenly stood up. The immortal yuan in his body ran like a torrent. It would seep out of his body almost at any time. It would come out of his mind and turn into various magical powers and rush towards potential opponents.

Murong Qingtian is not nearby

"Hua la la"

Is this an ocean? And I seem to be on an island at this time!

No, this is not an island, but a huge turtle. I am on the back of a huge turtle at this time!

Where am I now?

After realizing that there was no potential danger around for the time being, fatigue and sharp pain poured in almost at the same time. Yang Junshan felt that his whole body had been crisp and rotten.

The memory in my mind began to go back a little bit. The war with Murong Qingtian was destroyed all the way, with countless deaths and injuries. The great supernatural powers in the starry sky watched and stood by until a "copper wall" blocked the sky and the sun

No, it's not a copper wall, but a shield, a huge shield!

Yang Junshan suddenly felt the sharp pain all over his body, as if it had intensified by three points, and even his nose began to sour.

Reluctantly raised his arm and touched his face. Only then did he know that the bridge of his nose had collapsed and that there was still dry blood in his nostrils.

Reluctantly straightened the broken bridge of the nose, the strong flesh began to recover by itself, the real yuan in the body ran slowly, the majestic vitality hidden in the body was stimulated a little, the sharp pain subsided, and everything was recovering rapidly, while Yang Junshan completely immersed the yuan God consciousness in cultivation a little bit.

I don't know how long later, Yang Junshan felt that the ground under him suddenly shook, waking him up from the state of cultivation.

"Lord Shangxian, are you awake? It's really the fault of the little turtle. Excuse me, Lord Xianxiu!"

A dull voice came, and the sea water in front of the island sprang up. A turtle head with a pair of short horns raised from the sea, slowly turned behind him, and made a bow gesture to Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan looked up and saw that the former convenience was a real island. It was obvious that the giant turtle came here specially. When swimming from the middle of the sea to the shallow area of the seabed, it was inevitable that the body shook due to touch, which affected Yang Junshan's cultivation.

Feeling the recovery of the flesh and the lively circulation of Xianyuan in the body, Yang Junshan said calmly, "where is this? Did you save Yang?"

The turtle demon had crawled on the beach of the island. Yang Junshan came down from his back and looked at the island.

The tortoise demon said behind his back, "the little demon saw the fairy falling from the sky in the sea. Knowing that the fairy must be extraordinary, he entrusted the fairy here without authorization, hoping to make a good relationship with the fairy."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "I have a heart!"

The tortoise demon was overjoyed when he heard the speech. He quickly fell on the beach and said, "no, no, it's a blessing for the little tortoise to be able to work for the immortal."

Yang Junshan suddenly thought of something, frowned and said, "by the way, when you found Yang, were there other people around? I mean, were there other people falling into the sea from the sky like me?"

The tortoise demon thought for a while and said, "it's not. At that time, there were only little turtles around."

After a meal, the turtle demon said again: "to tell the fairy, the little turtle has a little prestige in the nearby sea area. If there are other strange beings around, the little turtle should be able to get the news soon."

"Well?"

Yang Junshan accidentally looked at the turtle demon in front of him. Then he noticed that the turtle demon not only had the cultivation of Taoist realm, but also seemed to have a trace of familiar breath in his blood.

Yang Junshan glanced at the two short horns on the turtle's head and asked, "dragon turtle?"

"How dare the little demon call a 'Dragon'," the turtle demon said humbly: "the little turtle has only a little shallow blood. If he climbs high, he is at most a distant relative of the dragon family."

"Bully your blood?"

Yang Junshan looked at the turtle demon unexpectedly and said, "but it's also very good!"

Because of the World Dragon Island and Princess LAN Xuan on Sunday, Yang Junshan knows about the dragon family in detail.

The dragon clan is actually a huge system. In this huge system, it is divided into three levels according to the distance of the dragon clan's blood.

In addition to the lineal descendants of the real dragon, such as Baxia, Taotie, Yulong, Yinglong and Jiaolong, the descendants of half of the real dragon's blood usually can be classified as the second level.

As for the third level, the relationship with the real dragon is further opened. The blood of the real dragon in the body is thin. Although it seems to outsiders that it can only be regarded as a member of the dragon family, it can only be regarded as a collateral family.

Although the turtle demon has a dominant blood, it is already a distant branch, and its blood is very thin, so it can only be attributed to the collateral of the third level dragon family.

In the eyes of the lineage of the dragon family, this kind of blood is even regarded as a vassal of the dragon family, not a member of the dragon family.

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "so Yang should be on the territory of the dragon family this time. I don't know where it is?"

The tortoise demon quickly replied, "this is the suspended sea in the Aotian star world. Although 500 miles around this sea area is the domain of the little demon, there is still an immortal Jiao king on the little demon, who is in charge of the suspended sea for thousands of miles."

"Hehe, it's really the Aotian star world. This can be regarded as the nest of the dragon family!"

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "it seems that Yang will stay in your place for some time. By the way, the news of Yang coming here will not have been known by the Jiao king?"

The huge body of the turtle demon suddenly trembled. It looked that some ferocious turtle heads almost had to drill into the sand. His voice trembled and said, "no, no, it's the blessing of the little turtle that the upper immortal can stay here. If the upper immortal needs anything, just tell the little turtle to do it."

Yang Junshan can also understand the mind of the turtle demon in front of him. He said with a smile, "it's good to have this mind. You should step down first. If you have something, you will be told to do it. Yang will not let you do it in vain."

The turtle demon was overjoyed at the speech and said, "the little turtle will go through the sea in soup."

Yang Junshan smiled, stretched out his hand and took it out in his sleeve, but there was a spirit sealing bottle in his hand and said, "although the quality of this pill is not high, it is quite effective for blood purification in your body. After taking it, it will be good for health and refining."

The tortoise demon quickly took over. After opening the spirit sealing bottle, he swallowed the elixir inside without thinking.

It will never doubt that Yang Junshan is doing something on this pill. If Yang Junshan really wants to kill it, it won't take much effort to crush an ant.

As for what means to control it, the tortoise demon is eager to follow a golden fairy as a demon servant. On the contrary, if others know, how many demons will envy in the dark.

Yang Junshan's face showed a trace of appreciation, smiled and asked, "by the way, what's your name?"

The tortoise demon replied, "little tortoise longevity!"

"Longevity," Yang Junshan read, and then said with a smile, "go ahead. Remember to refine the elixir in your belly."

The tortoise demon bowed again when he heard the speech, and his huge body began to retreat slowly from the beach. After a moment, it disappeared under the sea.

Yang Junshan smiled and then pondered. Seeing this turtle demon with dominant blood makes him remember that the blood algal pill that can be used to purify blood may also be similar to the original marrow coin, which can be regarded as a specialty of the world of Zhou Tian.

In this way, the value of xuezaodan is not just a treasure pill, which he should have thought of long ago.

On this isolated island, Yang Junshan found a place at random. After laying a simple array around him, Yuan Shen's divine sense was immersed in his body and began to check whether his whole body was seriously damaged.

Recalling the giant shield that appeared like a city wall in the starry sky that day and knocked him and Murong Qingtian together, Yang Junshan is still palpitating.

At the moment when the giant shield appeared, Yang Junshan deeply felt his smallness. His cultivation skills seemed to have turned into running water at that moment. He could only watch himself fly against your giant shield.

But now it seems that the giant shield is obviously merciful, or he doesn't want to kill at all. He just wants to stop the war between him and Murong Qingtian.

Otherwise, if the giant shield really wants to kill, he can only admit bad luck.

But what is the giant shield and how does it exist?

It's impossible for Yang Junshan and Murong Qingtian to resist the existence of just one blow. It seems that even the peak of the great Luojing with three flowers gathering at the top may not have such strength, right?

Yang Junshan was shocked when he thought of this. If so, the cultivation of the person who shot seemed to be ready to come out

Well, I remember when I was knocked into a coma, I seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting... "Xingtian"?

Finally, Yang Junshan immersed all his mind in cultivation.

However, he soon found that after a war that almost swam on the edge of life and death, his cultivation and strength were not affected at this time, but seemed to be developing in a good direction.

Whether it is his accomplishments, magic weapons or magical powers, after the war with Murong Qingtian, there may be no advance and leap in quality, but they have been turned into deposits, waiting for the quality to become thinner at some time in the future.

But all this seems to be inferior to his improvement in body forging. Even Yang Junshan himself is a little confused. Can it be said that his physical realm has taken the lead in making a breakthrough and reached the third level of immortality?